I honored Rebecca\u2019s request.<\/p>\n
That was harder than it should have been.<\/p>\n
By nine that evening, I had picked up my phone six times.<\/p>\n
Once to call her.<\/p>\n
Twice to call Anna.<\/p>\n
Three times simply because sitting alone in the house felt unbearable.<\/p>\n
Each time I put the phone down.<\/p>\n
Rebecca had asked for one day.<\/p>\n
After everything our family had taken from her without permission, I could give her twenty-four hours.<\/p>\n
So I read.<\/p>\n
Every document.<\/p>\n
Every letter.<\/p>\n
Every page in the box from my mother\u2019s attic.<\/p>\n
Then I read them again.<\/p>\n
The story did not become cleaner.<\/p>\n
It became more complicated.<\/p>\n
My mother had initiated the separation.<\/p>\n
Carol had lied when Anna came looking for me.<\/p>\n
A private adoption had been arranged.<\/p>\n
The birth date had been changed.<\/p>\n
Carol had regretted it.<\/p>\n
Anna had searched later.<\/p>\n
Ruth had blocked her.<\/p>\n
Those pieces were clear.<\/p>\n
But one question would not leave me alone.<\/p>\n
Why had my mother wanted Rebecca placed with me?<\/p>\n
If Ruth hated the idea of Anna becoming part of my life, why allow Anna\u2019s child to remain in it?<\/p>\n
At first I assumed she simply believed blood mattered.<\/p>\n
Then I found a note clipped to one of the legal receipts.<\/p>\n
Call M. Collins regarding arrangement. She says C. is willing.<\/p>\n
C.<\/p>\n
Carol.<\/p>\n
Willing to what?<\/p>\n
Adopt?<\/p>\n
Lie?<\/p>\n
Keep Anna away?<\/p>\n
I stared at the name.<\/p>\n
M. Collins.<\/p>\n
Anna had remembered Marjorie Cole or Collins.<\/p>\n
The letter in the attic was signed only Marjorie.<\/p>\n
I searched the documents.<\/p>\n
Another receipt had a typed name at the bottom.<\/p>\n
Marjorie Collins.<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
I opened my laptop.<\/p>\n
If she had been around fifty in 1985, she would be in her nineties now.<\/p>\n
Possibly dead.<\/p>\n
I searched anyway.<\/p>\n
The first results were useless.<\/p>\n
Then I found an obituary for a Raymond Collins that listed a surviving sister, Marjorie Collins Bryant, age ninety-one.<\/p>\n
The obituary was two years old.<\/p>\n
A town in Ohio.<\/p>\n
I searched the new surname.<\/p>\n
An assisted living facility appeared in the same area.<\/p>\n
I felt ridiculous calling after ten at night, so I wrote the information down.<\/p>\n
Then I went to bed.<\/p>\n
Sleep did not come.<\/p>\n
Around midnight, I walked into Carol\u2019s side of the closet.<\/p>\n
Her clothes still hung exactly where she had left them.<\/p>\n
A blue cardigan.<\/p>\n
Two winter coats.<\/p>\n
The floral dress Rebecca had chosen for our anniversary dinner.<\/p>\n
I touched the sleeve.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat were you thinking?\u201d<\/p>\n
No answer.<\/p>\n
I sat on the floor.<\/p>\n
For days, I had divided Carol into two women.<\/p>\n
The wife I loved.<\/p>\n
The young woman who helped hide my child from me.<\/p>\n
But there had never been two Carols.<\/p>\n
Only one person capable of love and cowardice at the same time.<\/p>\n
That was harder to hate.<\/p>\n
By morning, I had slept perhaps two hours.<\/p>\n
At eight thirty, I called the assisted living facility.<\/p>\n
A receptionist answered.<\/p>\n
I asked for Marjorie Collins Bryant.<\/p>\n
There was a pause.<\/p>\n
\u201cMay I ask who\u2019s calling?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy name is Walter Miller.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
Then the receptionist said, \u201cOne moment.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
A woman came on the line.<\/p>\n
Not Marjorie.<\/p>\n
Her daughter.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is Elaine.\u201d<\/p>\n
I explained as little as possible.<\/p>\n
I said her mother may have been involved in a private adoption nearly forty years earlier.<\/p>\n
Elaine sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother was a social worker.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo the name sounds familiar?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
My hope fell.<\/p>\n
Then she added, \u201cBut my mother kept journals.\u201d<\/p>\n
I tightened my grip on the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cJournals?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe recorded almost everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWould she speak with me?\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cSome days are better than others.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re asking about 1985?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy now?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Carol\u2019s letter.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause the people who kept the secret are dying.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine did not respond for several seconds.<\/p>\n
Then she said, \u201cCome tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
The facility sat outside Columbus.<\/p>\n
I left at six the next morning.<\/p>\n
Rebecca had still not called.<\/p>\n
The one day she requested had passed.<\/p>\n
I sent one message.<\/p>\n
I love you. I won\u2019t push. Call whenever you\u2019re ready.<\/p>\n
No reply.<\/p>\n
I drove west.<\/p>\n
The assisted living facility was a low brick building surrounded by maple trees already turning gold.<\/p>\n
Elaine met me in the lobby.<\/p>\n
She was perhaps sixty-five.<\/p>\n
Short gray hair.<\/p>\n
Direct eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re Walter?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She shook my hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother is awake.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes she understand why I\u2019m here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSometimes she understands everything. Sometimes she thinks Reagan is president.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat seems fair.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine almost smiled.<\/p>\n
Then she led me down a hallway.<\/p>\n
Marjorie sat beside a window wearing a lavender sweater.<\/p>\n
Small.<\/p>\n
Fragile.<\/p>\n
But when Elaine said my name, the old woman turned sharply.<\/p>\n
\u201cWalter Miller?\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart jumped.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stared at me.<\/p>\n
Then her expression tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cRuth\u2019s boy.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt suddenly twenty-four again.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie looked toward her daughter.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is Ruth?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, Ruth died years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine looked embarrassed.<\/p>\n
I did not.<\/p>\n
Marjorie pointed to the chair.<\/p>\n
\u201cSit.\u201d<\/p>\n
I did.<\/p>\n
For several seconds she examined me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou look like your father.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPeople used to say that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knew?\u201d<\/p>\n
My pulse quickened.<\/p>\n
\u201cKnew what?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie frowned.<\/p>\n
Then looked confused.<\/p>\n
Elaine leaned toward her.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, Walter is asking about an adoption in 1985.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie\u2019s face cleared.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe Mercer girl.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stopped breathing.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe cried.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine looked at me.<\/p>\n
I could not speak.<\/p>\n
Marjorie continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe cried all night.\u201d<\/p>\n
My throat tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnna?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPretty girl. Dark hair. Wouldn\u2019t eat.\u201d<\/p>\n
I leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she want to give up her baby?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie stared past me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWant is a dangerous word.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPeople sign many things they don't want.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine touched her mother\u2019s arm.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, do you remember Ruth Miller?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie\u2019s mouth tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cEveryone remembered Ruth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she do?\u201d<\/p>\n
The old woman looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe paid.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor the adoption?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat everything?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHospital. Room. Lawyer. Problem.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cProblem?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie blinked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou.\u201d<\/p>\n
I sat back.<\/p>\n
Elaine whispered, \u201cMom.\u201d<\/p>\n
But I raised a hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Let her talk.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie leaned toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cRuth said the girl was ruining your future.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe wasn't.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTell Ruth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wish I could.\u201d<\/p>\n
The old woman looked toward the window.<\/p>\n
\u201cRuth wanted the baby away from Anna.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cControl.\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer came with no hesitation.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy give the baby to me?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie\u2019s eyes returned to mine.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Carol asked.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt a chill.<\/p>\n
\u201cCarol wanted Rebecca?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cRebecca?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe baby.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh.\u201d<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe baby.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCarol asked for her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore she was born.\u201d<\/p>\n
My hands went cold.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long before?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie stared at her lap.<\/p>\n
I thought I had lost her.<\/p>\n
Then she said, \u201cChristmas.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca was born in February.<\/p>\n
Two months before.<\/p>\n
Carol had decided before the birth.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she know the child was mine?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie looked almost offended.<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine inhaled sharply.<\/p>\n
I stared at the old woman.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would Carol want Anna\u2019s child?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie\u2019s face changed.<\/p>\n
For the first time, something like sadness appeared.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe couldn't have babies.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe loved you.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Ruth told her this would fix everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie rubbed one hand over the other.<\/p>\n
\u201cRuth said blood would stay with blood.\u201d<\/p>\n
My mother.<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe didn\u2019t want Anna,\u201d I said slowly. \u201cBut she wanted the baby.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cRuth believed a child belonged to the father\u2019s family.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd the mother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRuth did not consider Anna suitable.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anger rose so quickly I had to breathe before speaking.<\/p>\n
\u201cBased on what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPoor family.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat's it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRuth didn't need much.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine looked down.<\/p>\n
I leaned closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Anna know I would adopt her child?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie\u2019s eyes widened.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Carol know Anna did not know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach twisted.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
The old woman stared at me.<\/p>\n
A long silence.<\/p>\n
Then she looked toward her daughter.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was not a good woman then.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine squeezed her hand.<\/p>\n
Marjorie continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cI told myself the child would have money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMoney?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA house. Married parents.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnna would have loved her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The old woman closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI learned too late that stability can be used as a polite word for theft.\u201d<\/p>\n
I could barely swallow.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas the adoption legal?\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine stiffened.<\/p>\n
Marjorie said nothing.<\/p>\n
I asked again.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas it legal?\u201d<\/p>\n
The old woman opened her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe papers were legal.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat isn\u2019t what I asked.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie smiled sadly.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
My chest tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDates.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat else?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cConsent.\u201d<\/p>\n
I leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about consent?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe signed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou said that already.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe signed after medication.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat medication?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe had a difficult delivery.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWas she competent to sign?\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine interrupted.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, you need to be careful.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie ignored her.<\/p>\n
\u201cRuth wanted it done quickly.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt sick.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow quickly?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSame day.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna had told me she barely remembered parts of the hospital stay.<\/p>\n
Now I understood why.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Anna ever try to revoke the adoption?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
My hands tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThree days later.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart slammed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRuth said the papers were final.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWere they?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie gave a tiny shake of her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room became silent.<\/p>\n
I heard a cart rolling somewhere in the hallway.<\/p>\n
I whispered, \u201cSo Anna could have gotten her back.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut my mother lied.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you helped.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine lowered her head.<\/p>\n
Marjorie looked at me with tears in her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI helped.\u201d<\/p>\n
For the first time, I saw the cost of memory in her face.<\/p>\n
Not enough to undo anything.<\/p>\n
But real.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Carol know Anna tried to revoke?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie hesitated.<\/p>\n
That hesitation told me the answer mattered.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
My breath left me.<\/p>\n
Carol knew.<\/p>\n
Not only that Anna had been pressured.<\/p>\n
Not only that the adoption was questionable.<\/p>\n
She knew Anna tried to get Rebecca back.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter the child went home with you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Carol tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re asking me a question you already know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked away.<\/p>\n
My eyes burned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she do?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie spoke quietly.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe came to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCarol?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat she could not lose the baby.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
Marjorie continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said you already loved her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca.<\/p>\n
Of course I did.<\/p>\n
I loved her before I knew how to warm a bottle correctly.<\/p>\n
Before she ever slept through a night.<\/p>\n
Before she knew my face.<\/p>\n
Carol had seen that.<\/p>\n
And used it.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she say anything about me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I opened my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said if you learned the truth, you would give the baby back to Anna and leave with them.\u201d<\/p>\n
The words hurt because they were probably true.<\/p>\n
If I had learned then?<\/p>\n
If someone had told me Anna still loved me and Rebecca was our daughter?<\/p>\n
I would have gone to her.<\/p>\n
I knew it.<\/p>\n
Carol had known it too.<\/p>\n
That fear had guided everything afterward.<\/p>\n
Marjorie\u2019s attention drifted.<\/p>\n
Elaine stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s getting tired.\u201d<\/p>\n
I nodded.<\/p>\n
I had one final question.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid my father know?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie looked toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas Miller.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stared for several seconds.<\/p>\n
Then something sharpened in her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot then.\u201d<\/p>\n
My pulse jumped.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot then?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marjorie nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe found out later.\u201d<\/p>\n
I froze.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
She closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cAsk the pastor.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat pastor?\u201d<\/p>\n
But Marjorie had already drifted somewhere else.<\/p>\n
Elaine tried to wake her more fully.<\/p>\n
It did not work.<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cI honestly don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid your mother attend church with my parents?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't think so.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she keep journals from that year?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan I see them?\u201d<\/p>\n
Elaine hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey\u2019re personal.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo is my daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
She studied me.<\/p>\n
Then nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI'll look.\u201d<\/p>\n
Outside, I sat in my car without starting the engine.<\/p>\n
My father had known.<\/p>\n
Not at the beginning.<\/p>\n
Later.<\/p>\n
My father, who had died when Rebecca was twelve.<\/p>\n
The gentlest person in our family.<\/p>\n
The man I had spent my whole childhood believing could never keep a secret from me.<\/p>\n
I thought of Marjorie\u2019s final words.<\/p>\n
Ask the pastor.<\/p>\n
There had only been one pastor my father trusted enough to confide in.<\/p>\n
Reverend Samuel Greene.<\/p>\n
He had buried my father.<\/p>\n
Then my mother.<\/p>\n
He was retired now.<\/p>\n
Last I heard, he lived in Tennessee.<\/p>\n
My phone buzzed.<\/p>\n
A message.<\/p>\n
Rebecca.<\/p>\n
Can you come over tonight? Alone.<\/p>\n
I stared at the screen.<\/p>\n
Every document, every new witness, every buried secret could wait.<\/p>\n
My daughter had called.<\/p>\n
I honored Rebecca\u2019s request. That was harder than it should have been. By nine that evening, I had picked up my phone six times. Once to call her. Twice to … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":24215,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-24221","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-insightdrama"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24221","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=24221"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24221\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":24256,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24221\/revisions\/24256"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/24215"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=24221"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=24221"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=24221"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}